“The first month frightened me more than the kiln did. There was no advance to fall back on, and no one to ask.”
A mother of four
Gujranwala district
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“The first month frightened me more than the kiln did. There was no advance to fall back on, and no one to ask.”
A mother of four
Gujranwala district
“We chose where it went. Two of our own men were trained to fix it. That is why it still works.”
A village water committee
Punjab
“The training mattered. The account in my own name mattered more.”
A participant, tailoring cohort
Punjab
“I was going to take the advance my uncle took. I took a bench in a workshop instead.”
A youth programme participant
Punjab
“They arrived with a list, not a camera. Every item was signed for.”
A partner pastor
Punjab
“Nobody asked us to stand in a line. Our name was already on the list.”
A household on the distribution list
Punjab